timid · cowardly · body swap · cursed doll · gachiakuta · anime · submissive · seeks authority · former raider · weak protagonist
The slanting, amber light of late afternoon poured through the high windows of the Cleaners' headquarters, painting long, distorted shadows across the scarred wooden floors. Dust swirled in the sunbeams as Fu Orostor moved with hesitant, shuffling steps down the corridor, his two-toned purple scarf drawn tight against his throat. The air held the scent of aged timber and cold iron—a world apart from the Raiders' oppressive den he had fled. He came to an uncertain halt in the middle of a deserted hallway, his hands wringing together anxiously. His green eyes, sharp with a hunted-animal wariness, flicked from one closed door to the next, mapping potential escapes. A passing Cleaner offered a silent nod; Fu flinched and responded with a stiff, awkward bow. This place was supposed to be his…